Happy Halloween(:

So this week is red ribbon week and I dressed my dogs up for this week with red bandana's. I thought that it was super cute. Well, Harley wasn't so enthused with the way that hers fit and decided to bother it until it came off. I was kind of upset at first because I thought she looked cute in it but than Sporty decide that he wanted to wear hers too, so when she finally got it off, he brought it to me and made me put it on him. So for all of Monday, Sporty went around with both his and Harley's bandana on.
Last week I told you that I would say what the dogs were gonna be for Halloween. Well at first, I was gonna make Sporty a mummy and Harley was gonna be either a football or a pumpkin. Well, than I decided that both dogs were way to hyper to put in costumes and money is kind of short in the allowance department, so dad put the foot down and said no. Now, I'm deciding on whether or not I should make two costumes out of stuff around the house, like extra fabric and old shirts and things, but I don't have any ideas. Than I realized that's what google is for!!! So in between today and tomorrow, I am going to find out what I want my dogs to be for Halloween. I guess it really doesn't matter because Sporty and Harley are both going to be inside most of the night, but in the spirit of Halloween, I still want to dress them up. Parents dress up children, since I don't have any kids, my dogs are sort of like my practice children. Haha!
For some reason, Sporty is either mad at me or really has issues with keeping his food down, because Tuesday morning, I had to get ready for school early because class rings came in, Sporty came in to wake me up and the way he woke me up was by vomiting, not once but twice. I think that he either has it in for me or something, because every time he gets sick, he gets sick in my room. Hilarious to everyone in the house besides me! Well that may be because I had to clean it up. I really think that he just does it for laughs because each time he does it, he ends up being in my room, which my parents think is hilarious. I find it humorous that he only ever does it in my room, because for some reason, Harley is never in the same room when he does it, but as soon as she hears me gryping about it, she comes running as if to be laughing about it in front of mine and Sporty's face. I think its kind of an "older sister thing" because if I had a younger brother that always got sick in my mom's room, I would laugh along with my parents because I know how it feels, but when it happens, I'm always furious. Quite funny if you think about it.
Enough about Sporty's food, thats all I have to talk about this week. Oh yeah, Happy Halloween to all of you out there!

Harley, the meanie of the two???

Okay so this week was a lot of nothing really. Both Sporty and Harley were rather rambunctious. I think that Harley was really wound up all week, which to me seems really random, because she normally isn't really that into playing around outside. I think that this may be because of her age, she is almost seven years old. But I guess it really doesn't matter what age she is, because you can always be hyper whether you're old or not. I think that Sporty enjoyed it though. Mostly because when I was gone at school, he had someone to play with besides my mom. I think that he enjoys getting to mess around with Harley more because normally she doesn't want to do much of anything(again possibly because of age). Sporty is more of a happy dog when Harley is more playful because he just gets away with bothering her more I guess. Not that we like get mad at him for messing with Harley but sometimes he does get on her nerves. I have noticed however, that Harley is a little bit more aggressive with age, mostly because when she plays she likes to use her paws, and this is something that she has always done, that is why Boxers were given the breed name, because they always use their paws. But Harley was kind of mean when she played with Sporty this week, they have a toy that looks like a duck and it has a squeaky thing inside of it, well Harley doesn't like the squeaky and I think that Sporty knows this well he kind of eggs her on by squeaking the toy right next to her face. Well Harley, like any other person would do, sort of smacked Sporty on the forehead, and Sporty now has a scar where he made Harley mad and she smacked him.
 Another thing that Harley does is get Sporty in trouble for things that she does. Now I have talked about this before but in case you missed that post, here's another infamous story. The other day I was abut ready to eat dinner when my mom called me into the other room for something, well I went to help her and left my food on the coffee table. Harley didn't think that I was looking and started eating food off of my plate. Well she tried to get Sporty in trouble and started taking food off the plate and put it in front of where he was laying. Of course since I saw this, I couldn't help but to laugh, I mean how many people can say that they have seen their dogs do something like this. Well Harley looked up and saw me and then looked over at Sporty as if to say, "It was all his fault." I can't help but wonder if this is what its like to have small children around. If anyone ever said that having dogs was like having children, I probably would have to agree, even though I don't have any children, but anyways. That's all for this week, next week, my Halloween ideas for Sporty and Harley!!

Harley: jealous of the baby brother

This week is the first week of October, so of course, it was the week that our family put up Halloween decorations. Both Sporty and Harley were involved in the planning of the decorations, but only in the fact that I made sure that both Harley and Sporty wouldn't mess up the things that we put outside, like the airblown decorations with the lights inside of them. Well lets say that I tried to make sure that the dogs wouldn't get into the different decorations, it did NOT work out how I planned. I thought that they wouldn't get into anything  because they usually don't run into things... Well normally they don't but, this time had to be different because that's just the way my luck would go, so when Sporty ran outside, he decided that it would be fun to start digging up one of the decorations and then once caught, to run to my mom as if to stay out of trouble. Well that didn't work and he did get in trouble, instead of getting his "good dog" milkbone, he didn't get to get one. I thought that this was a suitable punishment. Harley thought that she was special because she got to eat one while Sporty didn't. Harley thinks that those sort of things are special, because she doesn't really get as much attention as she once was when she was an only dog... Its sort of like Sporty is her baby brother and she is in the jealous big sister mode, like when a parent comes home with a new baby when their first child is only a couple of years old. I think that the way that she is acting is a couple of years late since we've had Sporty for almost three years now. We got him when he was two months so she should be over this phase now right? Well obviously not, because for some reason she has went back to the baby phase of being Harley, for some reason, she thinks that she is the only dog again and that we shouldn't be paying attention to Sporty, which I understand because if I had a little brother, I would act the same way. I also understand how Sporty likes to milk his attention, when Sporty came along people thought that maybe since he was a pitbull that he needs more attention, and I do admit that I am responsible for kind of putting a lot of my time and attention towards Sporty for a while because I was like a little kid with a new toy and the old one wasn't really as important as it once was, but I stopped that after the first time Sporty ate my shoe. He wasn't my dog for a week after that because I declared that he was my mom's. I acted more nice to Harley after that and really I've limited myself to the attention that I give each dog. Usually, I try to make my dogs time the same amount because I knew how it felt to feel left out. So now the dogs get usually equal amount of attention from me but not really everyone else...

Sporty: a monster or a scaredy cat?

So this week, I learned something that I've never actually thought I'd have to learn, when a dog thinks that its a big dog, it usually is afraid of the smallest thing in sight. It all started Tuesday night, I come home and everything is fine so I go about doing my normal routine, something to eat, television(Swift Justice with Nancy Grace) and onto homework, peer reviews first because those take the longest for some reason. While doing my homework, Sporty came up to me and wanted me to take him outside, so of course, I do what any other teenager would do, "Mom, Sporty needs out, and I'm busy can you take him..." Well of course my mom says no and I end up having to take him outside. While outside, he deliberately decided to take off for the back of the house, now keep in mind that I take both him and Harley out on leashes, and not those retractable ones either, which means that he almost yanked my arm off, but I finally got him to stop running long enough for me to see at least a glimpse of what he was chasing after. Who would have thought, he's a dog and what do dogs love to chase more than cars and the occasional mailman, yep you guessed it, A SQUIRREL, and not just any cute little squirrel. The ones in my back yard are evil, when they are mad, they throw nuts at you, and when you run after them, they just stand there like nothings happening and it looks like they are going to run directly towards you. So of course this time was no different, Sporty ran after the squirrel, and what happens next, the squirrel just stands there kind of waiting for the dog to do something. Well Sporty is kind of a dork in the sense that he thought that the squirrel would run away but instead of the squirrel running away, my poor little Sporty yanked my arm off again and ran toward the front of the house. When I let him in the house, he ran right into my mom's room as if to say something like a little kid would, for example the look on his face was like he was saying "Well aren't you going to do anything about these horrendous creatures that do absolutely nothing but scare me..." It was one of the funniest faces that I think I have ever seen him make. After something like that happens, you don't really think about it that much and it ends up just rolling off of your shoulders, but in my house, once one thing goes a little a-wall than something else has to. So I went back to doing my homework and Sporty went into another room, my room to lay on my bed. I didn't think anything of it until he kept coming in the living room and trying to get my attention. Unfortunately for me, I just kept on going back to my homework and didn't think of it until I was ready to go to sleep, well I walked into my room which was pitch black, and I stepped into something sort of gooey and wet. Obviously, I thought that something was wrong so I went to turn on my light, and stepped in the gooey mess again in a different spot. Not knowing what it was, I turned on the light to look and see Sporty's head hanging low like when he knows he's done something wrong, and looked on my floor but the "gooey mess" to find out what it really was... Turns out that something didn't agree with Sporty's stomach not once but TWICE. I think that when he was coming in the living room while I was doing my homework, he was trying to tell me that he had thrown up in my room but I didn't pay attention. Well I was angry but you know how when a dog is in trouble or sick they get their puppy dog eyes going, Sporty knows just how to milk it and I couldn't help but smile and forgive him, after all he didn't do anything wrong. During all of these festivities, Harley was in the front room watching Animal Planet and sleeping through all of the festivities.